söndag 12 juli 2009

The second time the bell strikes, please don't make it three!

Early this morning my mother woke me up to the most heartbreaking news yet this summer; my grandmother, her mother, finally found her peace only two hours before I was awoken at 7 o' clock. Since this everything has been misery and sorrow. Seeing her yesterday in what became her final day tore my whole heart out, and this really shreaded the last pieces that was left.

Since I saw grandmother yesterday, and even more today, I've had problems eating. I feel no hunger, there's only tears left in me. I try as best as I can to eat to keep my strength for the final tests; the burials, but its hard.

Ever since grandfather passed away I have had very little sleep every night also, the dear old memories of grandfather and grandmother keeps flashing in my mind. It is like my brain tries to sort them out into some special place. May it be dear old memories of how I want to remember them, and forget all the rest of lately, I would hope so for now. The bright days are always happier to remind yourself of than the dark.

After the medical services had prepared grandmother we went over to see her one last time, and send her our best wishes to where she now is resting together with her own parents; dear Britta and Kalle. No pain, sorrow or anxiety for what she knew awaited her can anymore touch her.

I've been crying and sleeping all day long it seems. But the feelings were mixed, both for sorrow and joy. I miss my dear old grandmother and grandfather, but I am so glad that they do not have to suffer anymore. Farewell Christina and Hans, you must know that I love you and I will live each day on without forgetting what you have meant for me, my brothers and your own son or daughter, my own parents. I love you so much, farewell!

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